Teen Wolf Imagines (requests being taken)

Tattoo Shop(Scott)

I swallowed nervously as I stared up at the sign that read it was a tattoo shop. I glanced over at my best friend.

"You're the one who wanted it." She shrugged and gestured towards a parked car. "That's a nice Jeep. Powder blue suits it. Now go inside and get it over with already!" She said impatiently.

Rolling my eyes, I entered. All I saw were the stereotypical bearded, tattooed, and pierced men who worked there. The only girl worked the front desk.

"How about this one?" I heard a young sounding voice say excitedly. I looked over to find a pale boy holding up a picture of a monster out being that was terrifying. I watched the boy in the chair give him a look.

"Too soon?" The pale one asked. The other one just nodded his head.

"Stop gawking and go talk." My friend urged and shoved me in their direction. They both looked up as I stumbled over to them.

"Uh, hi." I said and gave a smile. An awkward smile because this is really awkward.

"Hi." The pale one said.

"Hi." The other one said.

"Well I better be going now, bye!" I said and began to turn away.

"Wait!"

I turned slowly around.

"Yes?" I asked unsurely.

"What are you getting?" The bot in the chair asked.

"My cartilage pierced. It's illegal to get it with the typical ear piercing gun, so the only place to go is a tattoo shop." I explained. "How about you?"

"This." He said and held up a notebook piece of paper with two circles on it that really didn't make sense.

"Glad you drew a picture." I said sarcastically. The pale one began to laugh.

"I like you. I'm Stiles, this is Scott." Stiles filled me in.

"I'm Y/N."

"Nice to meet you." Scott said, not even effected by my comment.

"He's not effected because he's around me too much." Stiles said and smirked.

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"Told you it wouldn't be bad!" My friend said as I began feeling my new earring between my fingers as we walked outside. "Don't pick at it!" She chided.

"Ok, mother." I said.

"Hey!" I heard as we walked past the Jeep from earlier. I paused and looked.

"Hey Scott and Stiles." I said.

"He wants your number." Stiles said which earned him a punch in the arm.

"Here." I said and gave him a piece of paper with my number scribbled into it.

And then I left. He texted me almost immediately and I even fell asleep texting him.